Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

Sui'an City.

In a wing of the official residence of the government, a few faint candles filled the room with their halo.

"My son is dead."

A slightly old and hoarse voice sounded. His right hand covered with veins rubbed the smooth jujube wood armrest.

"For so many years, the descendants of my Sheng family have always died young and short-lived. I finally got such a son, but lost my life because of it... Senior brother, I don't accept it."

The speaker was an old man with silver hair and black temples. He was wearing a brocade robe and a rhinoceros horn jade belt around his waist. He had a cold temperament between his eyebrows.

"Snapped."

On the chessboard, a black stone fell.

Sitting opposite the old man was a Taoist priest wearing a flowing toga.

The Taoist held up his long temples with his hands, and after the black spots twirled between his fingers fell, he spoke: "Junior Brother Sheng, you are also a disciple of my Chongyang Palace. You should know that the heirs of this evil world of five turbidities and the mortal world are not as important to you and me. What's the use? Why do you need to worry about this matter?"

The Taoist raised his eyes and glanced at Sheng Qingzhi again.

"You also know that Master has given you a destiny, and you are destined to have difficulty leaving an heir. This is already destined, but you just don't believe it, alas!"

Hearing this final sigh, Sheng Qingzhi lowered his eyebrows and said nothing. He stared at the chessboard for a long time, held the white piece down, and then spoke slowly.

"Qinghong is my only son. I originally hoped that he would be able to shine on the lintel one day, so I sent him into the army. Who knows that this child failed to live up to his expectations and was still arrogant in the army. He hated the little boy of Zhenbei King. Prince... Since he is not angry and can't become a hero or a phoenix among men, then as a father, I just hope that he can be safe and be a rich man. Unexpectedly, he died at the hands of thieves. As a father, I always hope that he can live in peace and become a rich man. Can’t we remain indifferent?”

The Taoist dropped the sunspot in his hand, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Then how are you doing?"

"Senior Brother Zhen," Sheng Qingzhi lowered his head and cupped his hands slightly: "I hope that senior brother can borrow my "Nine Earth Spirit Official Seal" and use the power of the Spirit Official Seal to find the murderer of my son."

"This is not okay."

The broad-robed Taoist's eyebrows rose and he shook his head.

"How can a sect's valuable weapons be given lightly, let alone such an act of using them for private purposes... Junior brother, the most I can do is lend you my 'Thirteen Feiyun Cavalry' so that they can help you."

"'Thirteen Feiyun Cavalry'? I remember that they were Taoist soldiers trained by my senior brother. That's good, so I don't have to mobilize the troops of the Inspection Department..."

Sheng Qingzhi nodded, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

The Feiyun Thirteen Cavalry are Taoist slave soldiers. They are secular martial arts carefully cultivated with the Taoist sect's abundant financial resources. Each member is carefully selected and carefully cultivated. They are well-equipped and well-trained. They are among the elite. Elite.

However, the slave soldiers of the Taoist sect are only flesh and blood after all, and they are not as good as the "Nine Earth Spirit Official Seals" that can summon the five hundred spiritual officials of Chongyang Palace.

The five hundred spiritual officials were all the spirits of fire born from the profound fire of the primitive wilderness. They were all tangible and insubstantial, like a ball of flame, unbearably hot.

"The married child who killed my son is not a problem, but there is a question about who is behind him, and it involves the secret of the 'Stealing the Longevity Bone Bowl', which cannot be revealed to Senior Brother Zhen, let alone the Chongyang Palace of the Dao Sect... "

It is not difficult to find out the whereabouts of the murderer with the help of the power of Chongyang Palace. However, if the news is leaked, it will not only attract the attention of the evil-killing department and the blood-law department in the court, but if it ruins the sect's major events, it will also attract the attention of the evil-killing department and the blood law department. Punishment would be more than worth the gain.

"By the way, Junior Brother Sheng."

Taoist Zhen took out a small and exquisite copper gourd from his arms.

"This is the 'Alchemy Fire Talisman' given to you by Master, and it is also the foundation of your practice. When the sect sacrifices fire next year, you will take this 'Alchemy Fire Talisman'. This is the sect's reward for your hard work over the years." reward!"

After hearing what Senior Brother Zhen said, Sheng Qingzhi's face did not show any joy, but instead contained a sad look.

…

In the secret room of the main house of the He family, He Ping sat cross-legged. There was a small incense burner and a mirror in front of him. There was an incense stick on the copper incense burner.

The smoke from the stove rose straight up, the sparks were bright, and a faint aroma floated in the air. In the past few days, after He Ping returned home, he began to prepare for the next changes, and his choice was to increase his strength.

"After all, the crisis I am facing now is much greater than in the past. It is impossible not to improve my ability to deal with crises. I have no choice but to try some dangerous methods!"

Among the incoming spells from the Immortal Puppet Sect, the three most powerful ones are "Soul Summoning and Shadow Binding, Eight-Element Skeleton Locking, and the Movement Curse".

These three forbidden spells are also known as the "Shadow Calling Technique", "Spider Binding Technique" and "Transfer Curse". Among the various methods recorded in "Invisible Secrets", they are also treacherous, changeable and vicious. Famous for being spicy.

Now, He Ping plans to take risks and practice the "Shadow Calling Technique" among the three restricted areas.

"Yuan Fu Peng Yu, the blue sky is not the sky, the mysterious sky is not the sky, the sky has no substance, no reason - no up, down, four directions..."

He held the seal with both hands, and the incantations in his mouth flowed like rolling beads. As he continued to recite the incantation, the smoke of the incense was like an iron wire.

Suddenly, He Ping pressed his right hand on the incense. In an instant, his palm seemed to have a strange suction force, and the smoke gathered in his palm like a living thing.

As his right hand turned over and spread out, the smoke had condensed into a small ball, rolling in his palm.

"go!"

He Ping suddenly raised his hand, and the small smoke ball in his hand shot out, hitting an oil lamp not far away. The wick was lit and the flames burst out.

Whoops!

As soon as the dark red fire light came on, the dark secret room was illuminated. This room was also extremely strange. It was filled with all kinds of puppets, and there were even several puppets hanging in the air on the ceiling.

These puppet figures have no facial features, and their faces are eroded by a layer of dark red, making them look very strange and evil.

In the secret room, not far from where He Ping placed the incense burner, there was a bamboo birdcage hanging, covered with black cloth.

At this time, as the oil lamp came on, a strange scene happened——

Several shadows were reflected on the white wall behind He Ping, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Those shadows were long and thin, looming, and looked particularly eerie.

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the hands and feet of the puppets hanging on the ceiling made a sound. Because the firelight in the oil lamp swayed, several shadows reflected on the wall were also swaying. Together with the weird noises in the room, they seemed to be whispering.

He Pingping was expressionless and continued to recite the mantra silently, ignoring the vision in the secret room. However, fine beads of sweat secreted from his forehead.

(The method of summoning souls and binding shadows does not require extra consumption of energy and blood, but the risk is extremely high. If you are not careful, you will suffer the backlash of the spell...)

He was also a little nervous, but he still tried to calm down and continued to recite the mantra.

"The three truths of the same subject are called the essence of life and life, which are perfect for people and biased for things. There is no good or evil in true nature, and the wisdom is clear..."

Gradually, the shadow on the wall behind him became more vivid. Because of the elongation, the blurry face had vague features, as if it were an illusion, with distorted facial features emerging.

——According to ancient records, on the day of a person’s natal day, you can see the person’s shadow by lighting up a lamp at the fifth watch. The person’s shadow under the lamp will be divided into nine, with colors ranging from dark to light. Each of these nine shadows has its own name:

One of them is Youhuang, two is Monster, three is Xijieshu, four is Chifu, five is Suoguan, six is ​​Ponu, seven is Zao, eight is Hai Lingtai, and only the ninth shadow does not know its name. …

"These are the nine shadow gods, who usually hide in people's shadows and sleep. The Immortal Puppet Sect's forbidden technique, the 'Soul-Binding Shadow Technique', is to resurrect the shadow gods hidden in the shadows and chant the spell. To control, this spell has been cultivated to a profound level, it can have all kinds of unpredictable changes, and it is extremely powerful!"

He Ping's thoughts were racing, but his eyes were fixed on the mirror in front of the incense burner. Through the mirror, he could see the shadow on the wall behind him.

The many shadows on the white wall seemed to come alive. His eyes locked on the shallowest shadow among them, and a low voice came out of his mouth, slowly calling out.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, if you haven't woken up yet, when will you wait?"

In an instant, the gray figure suddenly froze on the wall, and a pair of extremely deep red blood eyes opened.